I am terrified. Terrified.
I'm usually pretty tough. Right after my c-section I got out of bed on my own to the astonishment of the nurses. (My child was crying and no one else was in the room. Of course I got out of bed.) I bounced right back and even opened up my incision doing sit ups way too early. (Stupid, I know but my belly looked like marshmallow fluff.)
So, being gutted alive during a c-section doesn't scare me one bit but the dentist . . . now that is a whole other story.
In order to talk myself into my surgery tomorrow, I tried to make a mental list of all the things worse than having my wisdom teeth out.
You know, a little fill in the blank game encouraging me to look on the bright side.
"I'd rather have my wisdom teeth out than ________."
I turned to the internet when I was unable to come up with something terrible enough to fill in the blank. The internet can be so helpful sometimes.
This is called black, hairy tongue. Isn't it the most vile thing you've ever seen??? I forget what causes it. The one thing I know for sure is that I would much rather have my wisdom teeth out than ever have black, hairy tongue.
Wow, thank God for the internet.
I feel so much better now.